Tag: sleepover

My friends and I usually have crazy sleepovers, we are constantly trying to one-up every sleepover, from nearly dieing of cardiac arrest because we wanted to make sword out of soda cans, to nearly burning down a tree during new years, to what I am about to tell all of you now.

I decided to host a sleepover with whoever would be able to stay. By arround 4, all of my friends started to arrive. First my friend, Mickays. To protect their identities, I’ll just use nicknames, then Lyneé, then Ry, then Lills. For the first few hours, we had dinner, walked to Bosa, a doughnut shop here in Arizona. Then went home and hung out, contemplating what we would do to beat all of the other sleepovers.

By 10 o’clock, Mickays was out and Lills was half asleep. We where on the cement wall that blocked my backyard from the alleyway. We where just talking when I had the bright idea to take a walk through the alleyway to my neighbourhood. Ry and Lyneé agreed. we would wait for my mom to go to sleep, then we would hop my back yard wall.

4 hours later, we where confident enough to go out. Lills would look out for us in case they woke up to check on us or take a smoke, as we where just taking a short walk, this would be verry unlikely, but if we where to get cought, I would be grounded for ages.

We are equipped with pocket knives and flashlights, since there is 3 of us and we are all females, we would rather be safe than sorry, one of us would have our backs, one would keep watch in front, and one would have a phone with a friend who knows what is going on. I would be in front, Lyneé would be in the middle with the phone, and Ry would watch our backs.

We finally hopped over the wall, and decided to take the long way arround. we had our lights on, knives and phone in hand we walked through the alleyway with one of our best friends on speeker phone. As we got closer to the end of the alleyway, we saw this middle aged man with a bag. walking to one of the garbage cans. in a panic, I whisper-yelled “put the flashlights down and shut up” we where only a few yards away from the trash can. The man looked arround everywhere, then put the bag into the garbage can.

This was odd in many different ways, you could go through a gate from your backyard to throw something away. This man could have thrown it away inside his house as well with another trash can. When he walked away, we ran the other way back into the alley. Lyneé was explaining what just happened to our friend on the phone. Then Ry shushed us, there was another man who was at the other side of the alley, this man had 2 trashbags that where not verry full. we hid behind the massive garbage bins. We where totally oblivious to the fact that the man was looking behind every single garbage bin. He looked behind the bin that we where behind. He dropped his bags and pilled his knife. our fight or flight instinct kicked in, instead trying to fight this man in his mid 20’s, we ran for our lives. this man decided to chase us, our friend on the phone had to go to the bathroom and left the phone in their room. we ran about half a block with this man trying to catch up to us. We turned the corner onto my street, there is this guy who lives a few houses down from me who has a crap ton of trees and shrubbery. we dove into the trees and waited for the guy to pass. Fortunatley he did just that. after he was out of sight, we ran to my house and didnt say a word to our friend on the phone. Lills was asleep and I thankfully had my keys, unlocked the screen door and regular door. we didnt get cought, but we sure as hell are not going to take a walk through the alleyway at 2 in the morning again.

I’m a 14 year old guy who’s about 6ft tall and am decently in shape, a couple of months ago I was out in the woods around my estate. It was about 2pm and I was walking my dog with a good friend who I’m going to call Jacob, we had strayed quite far into the woods coming up to a ditch when we had decided to take a break.

We sat down on a near by log when my dog started to act strangely, we had thought it was nothing seeing as we were far into the woods and their were wild deer roaming around.

My dog suddenly started too growl at some near by bushes starting to crouch down into an attack stance, me and my friend had started to brace are selfs because these woods are like a beacon for paranormal creatures and many people have seen strange stuff.

That was when a huge deer jumped outve the bushes and fell to its side, it got back up and galloped off, me and Jacob assumed that was what my dog was so worked up about and decided to relax, my dog was still on edge though.

about two minutes later my dog started whimpering like crazy, we thought it must’ve been a fox seeing as they are quite common in England and especially in are woods… but that’s when my dog just stopped… he slowly moved behind me and layed down, I had thought it was because whatever it was had left.

Thats when another deer run outve the bush and started sprinting along a ditch like area, but then I realised a large black hunched down animal was Persuing it, it was the fastest animal I’ve seen it was digging its claws into the ground and leaping but running at the same time, we had thought it was a wolf dog that an owner had let loose and started to chase the wild life.

30 seconds passed and no owner had followed, that’s when we started to run after the thing, you see we had heard about a strange animal in the woods but this was like nothing we’d ever seen if it had stood up it could’ve easily been 8ft tall… the scary part is it had glowing yellow eyes.

The creature had gotten away but it had left something behind on it hunt, a dead pigeon but what really made it stick out was the fact that it had not been bitten or scratched, the air way had been crushed by a massive force.

Heres where the story gets even more interesting, a couple of weeks later I’m staying at my friends, he lives about 2 minutes away from the woods and it was 2-3 am when we heard russling outside, we had decided to look outve the window thinking it was a fox that’s when an ear piercing howl shot through the street and a pair of yellow eyes looked up at us, it had sprinted off to the woods. The most scary part about this is that it had left 4 claw marks on the lamppost outside.

I live in Arkansas in a town called hot springs being a kid there isn’t much of anything to do. When I was about 12 me and my friend Nick would pass our time during summer break doing things like riding dirt bikes and fishing. I would always be over at Nick’s house because his house sat next to a mountain and had large Fields to ride our dirt bikes in. One day while riding in the field we got tired and went in for the day.

The evening was spent being on the computer and going on online chat rooms for laughs. This was when aol chat rooms were a thing so that can give you a timeframe. He lived with his mom who was a hard working single mom that was a nurse. Once we got tired of the computer his mom cooked for us and we made our beds out in the living room in front of the TV and ate.

We eventually found a scary movie to watch and being the kids we were we didn’t let each other know that we could get scared. We both eventually fell asleep and at around 3am we both woke up to a loud noise. He lived in a mobile home and if you never lived in one any sound is amplified. We both sat up and look at each other then we both saw HER. It was his mother but she was standing in the kitchen at the corner we could hardly see her because it was dark. She was standing in the corner looking at us her eyes seemed to shine and her skin looked more pale. We were petrified and she would let out a loud scream then followed by a laugh. Both of us scared to death ran into his room and baracaded the door and started to cry out of fear. We thought she could have been drunk but she’s a sober person. We eventually stopped hearing her stomp around the house and we feel asleep shortly after that.

The next day we woke up to the door being closed to the house. His mom then called for us but we were still too scared of her. She eventually came to the door the room trying to open it and was asking what was wrong in her soft motherly voice. What she said next made our skin turn into stone. “Nick I am tired open the door I got called in to work at midnight and I just got home and want to check on you two”. What ever that was tried to look like his mom to get close to us and after that I never slept over at Nick’s house ever again.

My name is Sonny, but my nickname is Seth. I am in my 20s now, but this story takes place when I was 17 years of age. So a little background on my location: My house was in a neighborhood in Ohio. The neighborhood has one long road with houses on either side and with trees behind the house.

My best friend Tom came over for a sleepover. We made plans to have the best sleepover ever on this very night. He brought his dirt bike over because we planned on riding our dirt bikes in the morning. We played video games, computer games, ate pizza, the usual. At about 10:45 PM, we started to hit the hay when we both heard bumps in the walls.

I just thought it was some kind of rat because my house had a history of rats. It kept getting louder and louder. Trying to be funny, I yelled at the “rat” to shut up. It actually shut up. I was surprised. We went to sleep afterwards. I woke up when I noticed a big hand on my mouth.

It was leathery and gross smelling. A voice suddenly said to me “Don’t move, don’t yell, don’t do anything.” I looked over to the source of the voice, and there was a 35 looking year old man. I was desperate to get out, so I licked the hand over my mouth. “Ah. Disgusting!” the man said. I pushed the man down and woke up Tom as quick as I could. He automatically noticed the man and we bolted it out the door. I heard a gunshot behind us ricochet off the wall.

We didn’t have cars, so we got on our dirt bikes and drove down the road. I looked behind us, and the man was after us. He was on a motorcycle. When we got about a few minutes from my house, the man pulled up next to me. He tried shooting me and one of my tires. I pulled out my pocket knife I always carry and jabbed it into the man. He swerved down. I wasn’t paying attention, and I swerved off the street too. I was now laying on the road. I could barely see, but I did make out the man bashing my dirt bike with some long pole of some sort. I finally got up, but the man was gone. I don’t know where Tom went, but I called the cops, but unfortunately they couldn’t find him. Right then, my dirt bike was completely useless.